~𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞~/ 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 (𝐁𝐋)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐗𝐈: 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

The somber tolling of the bells echoed through the hallowed halls of Asteria Kingdom, a mournful melody that seemed to pierce the very soul. The courtyard, once alive with the sounds of laughter and camaraderie, now lay shrouded in a veil of silence as the kingdom gathered to bid farewell to one of its bravest sons.
Sir Dave lay at rest upon a bier of polished oak, his armor gleaming in the pale light of dawn. His beloved sword, a symbol of his valor and devotion, rested at his side, a silent testament to the sacrifices he had made in service to his kingdom.
Prince Ares stood at the head of the gathering, his heart heavy with grief as he prepared to bid farewell to the man he loved. His eyes traced the familiar contours of Dave's face, memorizing every line and curve as though to etch them into his memory for eternity.
As the mourners gathered around, their faces drawn with sorrow, Ares stepped forward to deliver his final tribute to the fallen knight. His voice trembled with emotion as he spoke, each word a whispered prayer for Dave's eternal rest.
"Dave," Ares began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I... I know I was never good at showing it, but... but I loved you. With every beat of my heart, with every fiber of my being, I loved you."
Tears welled in Ares's eyes as he spoke, his voice breaking with the weight of his grief. He reached out to caress Dave's cold cheek, his fingers lingering against the chill of his skin.
"I'm sorry," Ares choked out, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry for all the times I pushed you away, for all the words left unspoken. I never meant to tear us apart, to let my fear and pride come between us."
Ares's voice cracked with sorrow as he poured out his heart to the man he had loved, his words a balm for the wounds that would never fully heal. Around him, the mourners watched in solemn silence, their own grief reflected in the tear-stained faces of their prince.
"But even in death, know this, my love," Ares whispered, his voice barely a breath, "I will carry you with me always. Your courage, your strength, your unwavering devotion... they will live on in my heart until the end of time."
With a heavy heart, Ares stepped back from the bier, his eyes fixed on the motionless form of his beloved knight. The air seemed to crackle with the weight of their unspoken love, a silent tribute to the bond that had transcended even death itself.
As the mourners paid their final respects and the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the courtyard, Ares offered a silent prayer to the heavens. "Farewell, my love," he whispered, his voice carried away on the breeze. "Until we meet again in the next life, may you rest in peace."
And as the stars twinkled overhead, casting their gentle light upon the kingdom below, Ares felt a sense of peace wash over him, a quiet acceptance of the inevitable cycle of life and death. For though Dave may have left this world, his spirit would forever remain entwined with Ares's own, a guiding light in the darkness, a beacon of hope in the endless expanse of eternity.

꧁𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃꧂